Chapter 638: Chapter 638: Hints
"Sigh~"
Resting her chin on her hands, Candy could only watch her brother eating delicious food while sighing occasionally.
The more Candy sighed, the more delighted Mo Jingchun felt inside.
Little one, does the big brother not understand his little sister?
"Brother, why didn’t you tell me breakfast was going to be noodle soup?"
Mo Jingchun kept his head down as he said, "You didn’t ask, did you?"
Candy pouted and said, "Brother, you always eat noodles, you didn’t say you were going to change it up today."
"Oh, it’s all the same, as long as it fills the stomach."
"Hmph, but I’ve never had noodle soup before."
"Hahaha, didn’t you just taste it? No rush, there will be more opportunities later."
When is later? Which day is that exactly?
In her memory, she had never had noodle soup; when will the next time be?
Candy’s eyes flickered as she realized this wouldn’t do.
Oh, she could ask her sister to make noodle soup. With her sister’s cooking skills, the noodle soup would surely taste better than her brother’s.
Hehe, I’m clever.
Seeing Candy lost in thought, Mo Jingchun smiled slightly and interrupted her reverie.
"Guoguo, the day after tomorrow is your birthday, what birthday gift would you like?"
"(⊙o⊙) What?"
Candy was stunned, birthday? It really is coming up. Oh dear, she had forgotten herself.
Almost blurted out wanting noodle soup, but thankfully reacted quickly, not letting a word slip out.
A complete setup.
But what birthday gift to ask for? Seems like she doesn’t lack anything. So troublesome.
After thinking it through, Candy nonchalantly said, "Anything is fine, but my piggy bank looks a bit empty."
Mo Jingchun chuckled and looked seriously at Candy. This hint, could it be more obvious?
And is that even a piggy bank? More like a money box.
"Oh."
Oh? Candy tilted her head, widened her eyes, and looked at her brother. Could it be that her hint wasn’t obvious enough?
But she really doesn’t lack anything.
"Brother, what does ’oh’ mean?"
Mo Jingchun pretended to be surprised and said, "’Oh’ means understood, didn’t your teachers teach you that?"
Is this the answer Candy wanted? No way!
Hmph~ Candy turned her head away from her brother, but was thinking about what to eat on her birthday besides cake.
How about hot pot?
But with uncle, aunty, and Xuanyu, having hot pot seems impossible, as there wouldn’t be a table big enough in a hot pot restaurant for so many people.
As the morning sun rose high, Zhou Yaling, wearing pajamas and pink slippers, came down the stairs without any regard for her appearance.
Zhou Yaling directly went to the laundry room, only to find the washing machine fully loaded when she wanted to do laundry.
Upon closer inspection, it was Candy’s bedsheets and duvet cover, along with the clothes changed last night.
Zhou Yaling didn’t think much of it, assuming her big brother had washed them.
After moving everything into a large bucket, Zhou Yaling was passing through the living room on her way to hang the duvet outside, and teased:
"Big brother, since you’ve washed them, why not hang them up?"
Mo Jingchun looked up and replied with a grin:
"Who said I washed them?"
Hearing this, Zhou Yaling paused, "If you didn’t wash them, could Candy have done it?"
"Hmm~"
Seated nearby, Candy, who was obediently watching cartoons, shyly lowered her head.
Zhou Yaling looked at the downcast Candy in surprise. Did Candy really wash them herself?
What’s going on? A first in history?
Quickly, Zhou Yaling saw the quilts hanging in the yard.
Meanwhile, on the other villa’s rooftop, Hawkeye and Zhang Yuanqi watched as yet another day saw the boss hanging out sheets and duvets, making them a bit puzzled.
"What’s going on today, seeing the boss hanging duvets early in the morning, and now Zhou Yaling hanging sheets and covers?"
Zhang Yuanqi squinted and speculated:
"Who knows. Maybe Candy wet the bed."
"No way!" Hawkeye said in surprise.
"You ask me, who should I ask? I can’t just go up and ask Candy, right?"
In the afternoon, while her brother was not on the first floor, Candy whispered secretly in her sister’s ear:
"Sister, can we have noodle soup for breakfast tomorrow?"
"Noodle soup?" Zhou Yaling loudly asked, "Why would you want to eat that? Let me make this clear, noodles aren’t as good as noodles."
Having tasted the noodle soup, Candy didn’t believe it and confidently said, "Sister, noodle soup for breakfast is a sure bet!"
Zhou Yaling gave Candy a strange look and nodded.
"Sure, noodle soup is quite easy to make."
Noodles aren’t tasty at all, they’re just soup without any flavor. Who knows what Candy is thinking, suddenly wanting noodle soup.
No need to guess, it’s probably related to her big brother.
The weekend flew by.
Wanting the noodle soup, Candy woke up early on Monday morning.
The duvet that dried for a day was so comfortable to sleep in. She even had a wonderful dream last night with endless noodle soup.
"Sister, sister, is the noodle soup ready?"
Busy in the kitchen, Zhou Yaling glanced at Candy and said, "Why are you up so early?"
"Went to bed early, so woke up early."
"Just wait a bit more, I haven’t started cooking yet. Just started boiling water."
Half an hour later, the three were seated around the dining table.
Candy took a deep sniff and indeed, it smelled wonderful.
"Hoo~"
"Hoo~"
After blowing the soup on the spoon to cool it, Candy, eager for a taste, took a bite.
Mo Jingchun ate the noodles silently.
Upon learning that today’s breakfast was noodle soup, Mo Jingchun knew Candy had been tricked yet again.
Whoever said the soup is tasty meant the noodles are too.
A look of disbelief rolled across Candy’s stiffened face.
Why do the noodles have no taste, only a slight fragrance of wheat flour?
Unyielding, Candy tried the soup again.
Delicious, better than what was in brother’s bowl yesterday.
"No wasting."
"Oh~"
Candy pouted but obediently ate it all.
Luckily there were vegetables, otherwise, how could she eat it? Thinking back, dumplings would have been better.
At the kindergarten entrance, Mo Jingchun handed Candy’s backpack to her.
"Don’t be mischievous at school, don’t learn weird things from classmates."
Candy swung her little backpack over her shoulder and nodded vigorously. "Got it, won’t play with magnifying glasses."
"Mm, off you go. Message your brother if anything comes up."
Waving her hand, Candy ran into the kindergarten with her backpack.
When their boss turned to head toward the No. 2 laboratory building, the two teachers on duty, who were letting kids into the kindergarten, finally relaxed their tensed bodies.
With the boss just standing there, saying nothing, he could bring them an invisible pressure.
